SNFU:Big Thumbs Lyrics

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Ashtray balanced on my chestSucking on a cigaretteIf I don't burn in hellI just might burn in bedStaring into a glowing red emberOn a chilly morning in SeptemberI look out my front windowAnd realize that the walk needs shovelingOh my head achesWhenever I'm listening to youOh my head achesWhenever I'm thinking of youUnderneath the snowbankI found myself a big thumbFound myself a rusty dimeI put that big thumb in my pocketThe damn thing stayed there until it rottedNow I keep it in a pickle jarI wonder who it once belonged to?